lt;White Bone Demong

In this chilly spring, the wind on the river is as sharp as a knife. The mountains disappear in ten thousand hues, like withered graves.,If he hadn't been so scared that his legs went weak, and hadn't recovered yet, Chen Pi would definitely have to marvel at how beautiful this dead woman was.,"Don't you run for your life right now! Damn it, stop messing with the corpses and coffin boards. Are you really stupid, Chen Pi, or are you deliberately acting crazy to fool me!"。